
I knew it was coming and I still didn’t bake a cake.
With an entire week passed and no iconic heroes passing away, perhaps it’s time to reflect on the little baby comic books left in my crib recently…
Every now and then, I’m reminded that Superman means a lot to me. He’s had his ass kicked in the movies and the New 52….but DARE I be hopeful about the Rebirth Kal-el? Dare I? I already like the Convergence Superman, and in theory….
Ty the Guy OUT!
If you’re new to the whole concept of the DC reboot, let me give you a crash course:

This was the last one. All the Batmans and Supermans and Aquamans had to fight each other. It made no sense, really.

This wasn’t a reboot so much as they simply changed everything about all the characters. And it lasted maybe six months anyway.

The Now-Old New-Fifty-Two. A reboot that rose from the flames of a temporary reboot called “Flashpoint”.

I think this had something to do with Flash travelling through time and forgetting to keep the sports almanac from Biff, but who can remember this many reboots ago?

I’m pretty sure there were a couple of Crisis Events between this and Flashpoint, but how many Crisis covers can you look at?

The grandfather of all reboots. The first, the biggest, the brightest, the one everyone compares all reboots to…

Except for this one, which was actually the first, sort of. Depends on if you count the 50s Timely/Atlas Human Torch reboot.